Out-Argued by a four-year-old

I was cleaning out my car (yes I actually clean out my car, but only when garbage falls out of it when the doors are opened) with Piper and Porter playing inside. Piper was messing around with the doors when I asked her to please stop.

"Why?" she asked, oh-so-innocently.

"Well, what would happen if I were to shut this door and you two got locked inside?"

"I would just unlock the door." She looks at me as though I am an annoying bug.

"Well, what if you got scared and couldn't remember how to unlock the doors?" I thought I had her (I know, not a very good argument, but I don't do well under pressure).

"Then Heavenly Father would help me."

Game. Set. Match.

She had me there.

P.S. That's Pipe's 4th birthday picture- they turned out pretty darn great. It really captures who Pips is: the curly hair that she demands, the impish grin, sparkling eyes, and the bruises up her arm. Gotta love it!